I could be trembling when I talk to you
I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true
I could tell a half truth, but I cannot tell a lie
I could tell a story that is ten feet high

My stomach flutters
And I feel sometimes ashamed
I'm a castle with broken shutters
And this is not a guessing game

I could make a plea so that you and I could be we
And I could say:
"Oh, it's a must that you and I should be us,"
All the answers I could guess
And you would be so so impressed
But I would never get a "yes,"
'Cause I have not the guts to guess

Oh...

My stomach flutters
And I feel sometimes ashamed, oh
I'm a castle with broken shutters
And this is not a guessing game

I could be listening, but this is not a guessing game
I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same
I could be trembling, I could be afraid
I could be wallowing, wallowing when
You think I’ve got it made